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miguel
Spain
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 Posted - Mar 27 2009 : 07:44:03 AM
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(1515 Ávila,Spain-1582)
In the hands of God
I am Yours and born of You,
What do You want of me?
Majestic Sovereign,
Unending wisdom,
Kindness pleasing to my soul;
God sublime, one Being Good,
Behold this one so vile.
Singing of her love to you:
What do You want of me?
Yours, you made me,
Yours, you saved me,
Yours, you endured me,
Yours, you called me,
Yours, you awaited me,
Yours, I did not stray.
What do You want of me?
Good Lord, what do you want of me,
What is this wretch to do?
What work is this,
This sinful slave, to do?
Look at me, Sweet Love,
Sweet Love, look at me,
What do You want of me?
In Your hand
I place my heart,
Body, life and soul,
Deep feelings and affections mine,
Spouse -- Redeemer sweet,
Myself offered now to you,
What do You want of me?
Give me death, give me life,
Health or sickness,
Honor or shame,
War or swelling peace,
Weakness or full strength,
Yes, to these I say,
What do You want of me?
Give me wealth or want,
Delight or distress,
Happiness or gloominess,
Heaven or hell,
Sweet life, sun unveiled,
To you I give all.
What do You want of me?
Give me, if You will,prayer;
Or let me know dryness,
And abundance of devotion,
Or if not, then barrenness.
In you alone, Sovereign Majesty,
I find my peace,
What do You want of me?
Give me then wisdom.
Or for love, ignorance,
Years of abundance,
Or hunger and famine.
Darkness or sunlight,
Move me here or there:
What do You want of me?
If You want me to rest,
I desire it for love;
If to labor,
I will die working:
Sweet Love say
Where, how and when.
What do You want of me?
Calvary or Tabor give me,
Desert or fruitful land;
As Job in suffering
Or John at Your breast;
Barren or fruited vine,
Whatever be Your will:
What do You want of me?
Be I Joseph chained
Or as Egypt's governor,
David pained
Or exalated high,
Jonas drowned,
Or Jonas freed:
What do You want of me?
Silent or speaking,
Fruitbearing or barren,
My wounds shown by the Law,
Rejoicing in the tender Gospel;
Sorrowing or exulting,
You alone live in me:
What do You want of me?
Yours I am, for You I was born:
What do You want of me?
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Edited by - miguel on Mar 30 2009 07:11:39 AM |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 27 2009 : 07:47:27 AM
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You are Christ's Hands.
Christ has no body now on earth but yours,
no hands but yours,
no feet but yours,
Yours are the eyes through which to look out
Christ's compassion to the world
Yours are the feet with which he is to go about
doing good;
Yours are the hands with which he is to bless men now.
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Sparkle
Ireland
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Posted - Mar 27 2009 : 1:43:54 PM
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Beautiful miguel, thanks for presenting St Theresa of Avila
Her poetry is an inspiration and reaches in and pulls out the bhakti in me |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 27 2009 : 1:50:40 PM
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| What a wonderfull thing Sparkle.Its pure bhakti |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 27 2009 : 2:09:02 PM
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If, Lord, thy Love is strong
If, Lord, Thy love for me is strong
As this which binds me unto thee,
What holds me from thee Lord so long,
What holds thee Lord so long from me?
O soul, what then desirest thou?
Lord I would see thee, who thus choose thee.
What fears can yet assail thee now?
All that I fear is but lose thee.
Love's whole possession I entreat,
Lor make my soul thine own abode,
And I will build a nest so sweet
It may not be too poor for God.
A sould in God hidden from sin,
What more desires for thee remain,
Save but to love again,
And all on flame with love within,
Love on, and turn to love again.
- St Teresa Avila
Let nothing trouble you
Let nothing trouble you.
Let nothing scare you.
All is fleeting.
God alone is unchanging.
Patience
Everything obtains.
Who possesses God
Nothing wants.
God alone suffices.
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Katrine
Norway
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Posted - Mar 28 2009 : 12:17:02 PM
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Miguel....thank you.....
I cry when reading this.....it is the first I have read by her hand.......and there is such a deep resonance........thank you again, Miguel.......
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 28 2009 : 12:28:18 PM
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Hi Katrine.
Thanks to you for being here,you are a fountain of inspiration too.
Im glad you like the poems.
Love
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 28 2009 : 12:43:33 PM
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Some of her words:
This secret union takes place in the deepest centre of the soul, which must be where God Himself dwells, and I do not think there is any need of a door by which to enter it. I say there is no need of a door because all that has so far been described seems to have come through the medium of the senses and faculties… But what passes in the union of the Spiritual Marriage is very different. The Lord appears in the centre of the soul, not through an imaginary, but through an intellectual vision (although this is a subtler one that that already mentioned), just as He appeared to the Apostles, without entering through the door, when He said to them: "Pax vobis" {cf. John 20:19,21}. This instantaneous communication of God to the soul is so great a secret and so sublime a favour, and such delight is felt by the soul, that I do not know with what to compare it, beyond saying that the Lord is pleased to manifest to the soul at that moment the glory that is in Heaven, in a sublimer manner than is possible through any vision or spiritual consolation. It is impossible to say more than that, as far as one can understand, the soul (I mean the spirit of this soul) is made one with God, Who, being likewise a Spirit, has been pleased to reveal the love that He has for us by showing to certain persons the extent of that love, so that we may praise His greatness. For He has been pleased to unite Himself with His creature in such a way that they have become like two who cannot be separated from one another: even so He will not separate Himself from her.
Yet this {awareness of God's continual presence} brings a special knowledge of God, and from this constant companionship is born a most tender love toward His Majesty, and yearnings, even deeper than those already described, to give oneself wholly up to His service, and a great purity of conscience; for the Presence Which the soul has at its side makes it sensitive to everything. For though we know quite well that God is present in all that we do, our nature is such that it makes us lose sight of the fact; but when this favour is granted it can no longer do so, for the Lord, Who is near at hand, awakens it. And even the favours aforementioned occur much more commonly, as the soul experiences a vivid and almost constant love for Him Whom it sees or knows to be at its side.
Let {the soul} try, without forcing itself or causing any turmoil, to put a stop to all discursive reasoning, yet not to suspend the understanding, nor to cease from all thought, though it is well for it to remember that is is in God's presence and Who this God is. If feeling this should lead it into a state of absorption, well and good; but it should not try to understand what this state is, because that is a gift bestowed upon the will. The will, then, should be left to enjoy it, and should not labour except for uttering a few loving words, for although in such a case one may not be striving to cease from thought, such cessation often comes, though for a very short time.
The Lord's instructions to go in peace} are like acts wrought in us, and so they must have produced some effect in those who were already prepared to put away from them everything corporeal and to leave the soul in a state of pure spirituality, so that it might be joined with Uncreated Spirit in this celestial union. For it is quite certain that, when we empty ourselves of all that is creature and rid ourselves of it for the love of God, that same Lord will fill our souls with Himself.
St. Teresa of Avila
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jillatay
USA
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Posted - Mar 28 2009 : 12:46:55 PM
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quote:
Originally posted by miguel
You are Christ's Hands.
Christ has no body now on earth but yours,
no hands but yours,
no feet but yours,
Yours are the eyes through which to look out
Christ's compassion to the world
Yours are the feet with which he is to go about
doing good;
Yours are the hands with which he is to bless men now.
YES! Thanks miguel.
Love,
Jill |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 28 2009 : 12:47:36 PM
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Love. |
Edited by - miguel on Mar 28 2009 12:50:07 PM |
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Katrine
Norway
1813 Posts |
Posted - Mar 28 2009 : 1:00:01 PM
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Thank you again for the exerpt, Miguel
I am speechless.....
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NagoyaSea
424 Posts |
Posted - Mar 28 2009 : 1:04:59 PM
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Miguel, I really appreciated "You are Christ's Hands". Thank you for posting. Just beautiful.
light and love,
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 28 2009 : 1:12:18 PM
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Yes,i think too.
love |
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Ananda
3115 Posts |
Posted - Mar 29 2009 : 1:34:20 PM
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Oh brother Miguel, you got me singing and dancing like crazy in my heart.
plz keep on sharing these suffi jewels.
love |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 29 2009 : 3:20:12 PM
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Im very happy about this good reactions to the poems, ananda my friend,Im looking for more pearls of bhakti for this forum.I think western "ancient" yogis have very much to say to us too
Love |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Mar 30 2009 : 4:20:36 PM
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I put here the direction of a lesson from yogani that i read today for the fist time and is very beautiful :
http://www.aypsite.org/146.html
Love,enlightenment. |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Apr 17 2009 : 06:49:22 AM
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Shepherd, shepherd, hark that calling
Shepherd, shepherd, hark that calling!
Angels they are and the day is dawning.
What is this ding-dong,
Or loud singing is it?
Come Bras, now the day is here.
The shepherdess we'll visit.
Shepherd, shepherd hark that calling!
Angels they are and the day is dawning.
O, is this the Alcade's daughter,
Or some lady come from far?
She is daughter of God the Father,
And she shines like a star.
Shepherd, shepherd, hark that calling!
Angels they are and the day is dawning
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Edited by - miguel on Apr 17 2009 07:15:31 AM |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Apr 17 2009 : 06:50:23 AM
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Let mine eyes see
Let mine eyes see thee, sweet Jesus of Nazareth,
Let mine eyes see thee, and then see death.
Let them see that can, Roses and Jessamine,
Seeing thy face most fair, all blossom are therein.
Flower of seraphin, sweet Jesus of Nazareth.
Let mine eyes see thee, and then see death.
Nothing I require, where my Jesus is;
Anguish all desire, saving only this;
All my help is his, He only succoureth.
Let mine eyes see thee, and then see death.
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Apr 17 2009 : 06:53:38 AM
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Oh Exceeding Beauty
Oh Beauty exceeding
All other beauties!
Paining, but You wound not
Free of pain You destroy
The love of creatures.
Oh, knot that binds
Two so different,
Why do You become unbound
For when held fast You strengthen
Making injuries seem good.
Bind the one without being
With being unending;
Finish, without finishing,
Love, without having to love,
Magnify our nothingness. |
Edited by - miguel on Apr 17 2009 07:15:31 AM |
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miguel
Spain
1197 Posts |
Posted - Apr 17 2009 : 07:04:02 AM
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Hi all.
I have a book that its the autobiography of this woman.It was written in ancient spanish (castilian is the correct word for "our" language).
Its a great book.
You know,she was a revolutionary in life?
She was persecuted by other members of the chatolic church..their ideas and activities were damned along her life,very much times...
Her life is a life of strong fighting against difficulties,an heroine.She had a good relation with st.john of the cross.St.John was in jail because of his activities and ideas...and in jail he wrote a lot of his best poems about God,Freedom,Love...
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Edited by - miguel on Apr 17 2009 07:13:28 AM |
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